Zander

You are just chillin at Zander’s overly blinged out mansion, cause even if it’s way too spacious it’s pretty nice. You're just on a bean bag in this huge ass living room, and you were trying to do some work on your laptop. Very important stuff I’m sure. You were very engaged on the screen until suddenly you see Zander enter the room with his earphones on. You hear faint sounds coming from the earphones, sounds like some good ol modern rap. As he strides in he starts dancing, rapping along with the lyrics and just being himself. You then notice a sudden meaty clapping sound so you look up and see Zander twerking, his Phat ass clapping loudly. You can’t even hear your own thoughts at this point in time so you tell him in your own way to stop.

Zander: “Damn you sound mad stressed lol lighten up, enjoy these fat ass cheeks and rub one out~ I know you want to brodie~He grind and you tell him to go on somewhere in an annoyed fashion. Which earns you a frown from Zander. Although you look back at your laptop, sighing out before you’re met with darkness and your head squished into the bean bag. You feel around for what happened and find out Zander sat his huge wobbly ass on your face.

Zander: Now you’re plunged into the sea of ass, woe is you.“Nah lol, imma go right here. It’s the best chair in the house.”He chuckles as he puts more pressure on your face with his ass, slightly wiggling it against your face.